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B's Story

... did this, he pulled back the cloth on the table and revealed a coil of rope, a flogger, clothespins, a small paddle, a hairbrush, and a two scarves. He picked up the rope and moved behind her. She felt him loop the rope around her wrists. It felt smooth and cool. He gently adjusted her arms slightly and then she felt him coil the rope up her arms a few inches and tighten it. “Wiggle your fingers, please,” he said and checked the tightness by slipping a finger under the coils. “You need to let me know if you felt any tingling or coldness,” he told her, making sure she understood, and then he walked back around in front of her. He got both scarves and wrapped one around her eyes and put the other across her mouth, then wrapped both around three times and tied them in back of her head. He allowed her to wonder what he’d do to her in this helpless position for a while then she felt his fingers on her breasts. He lightly caressed, then kissed, then sucked, then lightly bit each nipple, sucking strongly enough to make her moan slightly. Then he pinched them both, increasing the pressure until she made a soft noise. He chuckled lightly and released them. He then replaced his fingers with clothespins. After a few seconds she felt and heard them being flicked and lightly twisted. She moaned through her gag but felt herself getting wetter at the same time. She felt his fingers between her legs now, stroking, sliding, teasing, entering so very slowly and gingerly. For a short time he ...

... touched her in earnest but only until she moaned. Then he chuckled again and stopped completely until she relaxed. He teased her like this over and over for what seemed like an hour, never letting her climax. Finally he announced, “I believe that you’re ready, slave,” and took off her blindfold and gag. He helped her up from the chair and led her out of the door of his office. She was very nervous but tried hard to trust him. She saw him walk down the hall and turn left at the entryway. She hesitated a second, considering how she looked: completely naked, her ass still red from the spanking, cum drying on her face, her hands bound behind her back, and clothespins bouncing on her nipples. She knew that she would be walking past the clear glass doors of the office which open onto the building’s foyer. She remembered that there is a restaurant in the building and that people might be coming in or out of it as she passed. She steeled her nerve and walked, no strutted, out into the open and through the open doors of the conference room. He told her walk to the far corner of the room and kneel there, facing the wall. She walked past the long, smooth, wooden table and leather swivel chairs towards the screen at the front of the room. Somewhat awkwardly without the use of her arms to balance herself, she lowered herself to her knees. He told her that he’d return in a moment. She was aware that, while the table hid her fairly well, if someone was really looking, they could see her there ...